Takeshi [Gantz • Age 5] (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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driftfleet2016-02-29 10:11 pm
throwsdown) wrote in driftfleet2016-02-29 10:11 pm
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video | SUPER TOUGH
Who: Takeshi
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Marsiva!
When: NOW!!!
[Takeshi wakes up with bad cotton mouth and a moment where forgets things -- forgets he was in a jungle last he saw, forgets the Tranquility had crashed, forgets that the people he saw as parents were long-since gone. He rolls tiredly, his baggy (now perfectly mended) sweater dragging on one hand, the sleeve still a bit too long. First thing he does is try to grab a glass of water that would have been on the desk in his room. Aboard an entirely different ship. A ship that no longer exists in space.
He blinks wide awake, sitting up straight.
The first thing he notices is that he's barefoot.
The second thing he notices is that his powersuit is gone. He pulls his sweater practically over his head in his haste, gasping aloud at the pale belly and its pal, the belly button, that greets him -- it' gone! It's gone, it's gone, it's gone! Where? When? Who, how? He looks around wildly, anxious. Was he... kidnapped? All over again? No... it couldn't be.
It's like when they kidnapped humans, on earth. But hopefully less blood.
There were people trying to kidnap them off the Tranquility, too. He remembers that.
Summoning his courage, he does what he learned from his adoptive mother. He bullshits, live on camera, at the screen. He's familiar with how network devices work enough, after all. He knows everyone should be able to see this. He puts on his most serious expression, which is admittedly pretty good for someone who is the size of a five-year-old.]
The person who kidnapped me.... they'd better show their face!
I-if you try to mess with me... I'll... I'll...
I'll kick your fucking ass!!
[Thank his adoptive parents and weird uncle for the choice of words. He puffs out his chest, making a fist. But really, he's kind of scared. Like, a lot scared. He only went without his special superhero powersuit when he broked his leg fighting in the ship before. He couldn't wear it over the cast, then. But now... now he's just... he's normal. He's not a good teammate. He's not good at fighting like this. And it's...
Terrifying.
But he'll keep a straight, determined face. He won't let them know he's scared.
He used to always show how scared he was, when he was living with his real mom. But not no more.
Even if he doesn't have his strength and speed... He's a fighter. He'll... He'll figure out something!]
If you're aliens... then... then my dad'll come find you, too!
And then we'll both kick your ass!
[... Anyone on the Marsiva, feel free to see him peeking around the corner to suspiciously watch you just about anywhere on the ship. That, or find him making himself a peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwich in the kitchens. All that threatening made his nerves convert to hunger.]
Broadcast: Fleetwide!
Action: Marsiva!
When: NOW!!!
[Takeshi wakes up with bad cotton mouth and a moment where forgets things -- forgets he was in a jungle last he saw, forgets the Tranquility had crashed, forgets that the people he saw as parents were long-since gone. He rolls tiredly, his baggy (now perfectly mended) sweater dragging on one hand, the sleeve still a bit too long. First thing he does is try to grab a glass of water that would have been on the desk in his room. Aboard an entirely different ship. A ship that no longer exists in space.
He blinks wide awake, sitting up straight.
The first thing he notices is that he's barefoot.
The second thing he notices is that his powersuit is gone. He pulls his sweater practically over his head in his haste, gasping aloud at the pale belly and its pal, the belly button, that greets him -- it' gone! It's gone, it's gone, it's gone! Where? When? Who, how? He looks around wildly, anxious. Was he... kidnapped? All over again? No... it couldn't be.
It's like when they kidnapped humans, on earth. But hopefully less blood.
There were people trying to kidnap them off the Tranquility, too. He remembers that.
Summoning his courage, he does what he learned from his adoptive mother. He bullshits, live on camera, at the screen. He's familiar with how network devices work enough, after all. He knows everyone should be able to see this. He puts on his most serious expression, which is admittedly pretty good for someone who is the size of a five-year-old.]
The person who kidnapped me.... they'd better show their face!
I-if you try to mess with me... I'll... I'll...
I'll kick your fucking ass!!
[Thank his adoptive parents and weird uncle for the choice of words. He puffs out his chest, making a fist. But really, he's kind of scared. Like, a lot scared. He only went without his special superhero powersuit when he broked his leg fighting in the ship before. He couldn't wear it over the cast, then. But now... now he's just... he's normal. He's not a good teammate. He's not good at fighting like this. And it's...
Terrifying.
But he'll keep a straight, determined face. He won't let them know he's scared.
He used to always show how scared he was, when he was living with his real mom. But not no more.
Even if he doesn't have his strength and speed... He's a fighter. He'll... He'll figure out something!]
If you're aliens... then... then my dad'll come find you, too!
And then we'll both kick your ass!
[... Anyone on the Marsiva, feel free to see him peeking around the corner to suspiciously watch you just about anywhere on the ship. That, or find him making himself a peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwich in the kitchens. All that threatening made his nerves convert to hunger.]
Action:
[She slows once she is sure he is following so he can catch up.]
I woke up here two hours ago.
Action:
Then they tooked you, too.
Do they hurt people here? We should find out...! So we can help the people.
Action:
[Laura shook her head.]
I don't know. No one I have spoken with has said anything about injuries, but it is possible.
[Oh hey, is that the smell of food getting stronger...?]
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[Even if he's scared, he's learned not to let it hold him back.
Not anymore. If these people are here... even if he doesn't want to care about them and lose them all over like he did Heather and Mr. Ned... he's their teammate. They're a team! And they gotta stick together and try to win this game.]
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[She looked down at him. It was strange for anyone to be shorter than her...]
Are you a fighter?
Action:
Yes, miss! I'm from a team in Japan. I had fights there, and I had fights on a ship called the ... the Tranquility, too! [Look, he's just glad he doesn't trip over that name as much as he used to; five-year-old him had a field day trying to do some proper pronunciation.] I got kidnapped before. It's not fun.
Action:
Hopefully you will not have to fight here.
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I hope I don't gotta, neither... But I think we're gonna.
It always happens, when you think it won't.
Action:
How were you trained?
[Assess if he can actually do anything useful/should be fighting, first off.]
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I... I kinda learned from my dad! He does a lot of fighting stuff. But I never got trained before that! They sent me to fight, but I didn't really know how.
I got lucky, 'cus my new dad kept me safe.
Action:
...I am certain there are people here who will watch out for you.
Do not fight if you do not have to.
Action:
Mmhmm...
Sometimes, everyone's got to. But I'll be good. I won't cause trouble!
Action:
[She pauses, sniffing, then turns towards another hallway.]
But people are willing to hurt children.
Action:
I know they do, it's okay. I'll be careful.
[... Or about as careful as his curiosity allows, anyways.
But still. Relatively cautious, for a kid.]
I can die like everyone else. It's important to learn how to survive...!
Action:
[She stopped as they reached a doorway and gestured inside.]
This is the cafeteria.
Action:
We should make something to eat!
[He's quick to rush in, expecting her to follow.]
What kindsa' stuff do you like to eat?
Action:
I am not-
[She was going to say she was not picky, and yet she stopped, sniffing the air.]
I think there are pancakes.
Action:
Yeah?! You can smell stuff like that?
[He doesn't smell nothin' like pancakes. Not that he eats them very much, but...]
Action:
[What an understatement. She starts moving through the room, trying to figure out how to access the food there.]
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Then you're like a cat! Or a dog! Or a cool giant wolf.
[He doesn't seem to be all that impacted by this revelation, other than to think it's super cool. So. Carrying on! He moves to push a chair towards any of the tall counters, determined to climb.]
Do you ever smell bad stuff?
Action:
Be careful.
[She made no attempt to stop him, just leaning up on her toes to start opening cabinets.]
Action:
[granted he didn't have a power suit, but he made due without it before he got it, so.]
What do you do at home? Before you got kidnapped!
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I...went to school.
[It wasn't precisely a lie.]
Action:
School!
I wish I coulda' went to school. I was almost old enough...!
But then stuff happened and I went to the apartment and put on my suit and -- and I never got to!
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Perhaps one of the ships has a school.
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